newbobooks Chapter 129 Hate-bound, Physical Prison
Chapter 129 Hate-bound, Physical Prison
Eighteen Hells, fifteenth level.
This was the second time the two met, but it felt even more unfamiliar than the first time.
Mu Qin changed her face and Li Changxiao also put on a mask.
Li Changxiao didn't know that Zhao Qing was Mu Qin, or he deliberately didn't guess or dig deeper. He knew Zhao Qing, and only knew Zhao Qing, that's all.
But Mu Qin guessed Su Yun's true identity.
The emotions here are indescribable.
The four eyes met briefly, and then looked away.
Li Changxiao still had great respect for his senior Mu Qin, and he also knew that the other party's purpose was for the incense of Jiuxiang Temple.
Most of the magical books about incense and fire are kept on the seventh floor. If Mu Qin goes further down, he will probably go for objects related to the legendary "Buddha of Incense and Fire".
It seems that this senior has gained a lot from the incense business.
And I did it to detect strange diseases.
The two are not in conflict, so he expressed his intentions early on and kindly reminded the senior that if he continued to go down or stayed here for a long time, he would be infected with a strange disease.
He was sincere in saying this.
But after hearing this, Mu Qin frowned and became more curious about the strange disease that Li Changxiao mentioned. What surprised Li Changxiao, the junior, was that she actually took the initiative to tell Li Changxiao that her physique made her immune to all diseases even in mortal form, so there was no need to worry about her.
Even if she really contracted a strange disease, she could just use her spiritual energy to get rid of it. Even if the journey was dangerous, she would still go down. She must go down until she got what she wanted. Otherwise, there would be a knot in her heart and it would be difficult to find a new way forward.
Seeing her say this, Li Changxiao naturally had no objection. Mu Qin asked him what the strange disease he was talking about was.
Li Changxiao recounted the story of the Linwu County Magistrate in detail.
After hearing this, Mu Qin showed a look of understanding on her face and told Li Changxiao that there are indeed many strange diseases in Buddhism. Their causes and situations are different and cannot be summarized in a few words.
However, being possessed by a demon is a big factor.
The symptoms described by Li Changxiao indeed reminded her of a "strange disease" in Buddhism called "hatred."
Hearing this, Li Changxiao's pupils shrank and he instantly became interested.
Holding a whisk in hand, Mu Qin slowly advanced on the fifteenth floor, gradually spreading knowledge. Before her spiritual energy was exhausted, she had reached the stage of being a teacher and was never reluctant to guide others.
Of course, fate also matters. At least she will not be stingy with her teachings to the man who saved her life.
She told Li Changxiao that the so-called hatred was a common disease in Buddhism. It was contagious, but not highly contagious.
The patient will gradually develop a circle of rash around the waist.
When these rashes grow all over a circle, the patient will die on the spot, regardless of his or her level of cultivation.
Li Changxiao thought of something and asked, "Is there any way to alleviate it?"
"The purifying power of Buddhism, the power of incense, and the righteousness of Confucianism are all good." Mu Qin said lightly.
Li Changxiao frowned. In this case, the magistrate of Linwu County's illness was at least 70% similar to the so-called "hate-ridden" illness.
Can……
In this case, there doesn't seem to be much connection between "being obsessed with hatred" and the "long-term disease"?
Li Changxiao asked, "Master, have you ever heard of a disease that can cause irreversible changes in a person's body, make them lose their logic, make them numb and insane... and so on?"
Mu Qin frowned when she heard this. She said in a cold voice, "The world is so big that nothing is impossible. The symptoms you mentioned are similar to being possessed by a demon in some ways, but... they are not possessed by a demon."
At this point, this well-informed woman was now in a dilemma, as she had never encountered this disease before.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and she gave her own speculation, "Everything in the world has its own traces. Although I don't know the source of the disease, I can give you some reference directions."
"One: After the spiritual energy was exhausted, some strange disease mutated again."
"Second, it came from a dangerous, forbidden, or desolate place."
"Third: That person was already suffering from a strange disease, and then he was possessed by a demon. The two things overlapped."
She stretched out three slender fingers and spoke seriously.
Upon hearing this, Li Changxiao nodded seriously and secretly noted these three points in his mind.
Monks absorb the essence of heaven and earth and seize the fortune of heaven and earth. They have long lifespans and unparalleled magical powers, but they are not immune to illness.
There are many strange diseases in the world.
Why are the so-called dangerous places, forbidden places, and desolate places so dangerous? One factor is that there are many strange diseases inside.
When monks enter it, they are likely to be invaded by external diseases and undergo unknown changes.
Li Changxiao's words also made Mu Qin alert. If what he said was true, and there really was such a strange disease in the world and it was highly contagious, then it would be too dangerous!
But now, everything is still unclear.
It's too early to say this.
The real thing is to study the art of incense honestly. If she can get the annotations, scriptures and classics related to "Buddha of Incense", it will definitely be of great help to her in refining the body of incense!
The Eighteen Hells are not only devices for suppressing luck, but also large warehouses for storing Buddhist treasures. The scriptures related to the Buddha are so precious that the probability of them being in the following layers is very high!
As the two of them walked, Li Changxiao deliberately lagged behind by one step, and occasionally he could smell a whiff of fragrance coming from the front.
Mu Qin told Li Changxiao that if she guessed correctly, the name of this level should be called "Flesh Prison".
The murals on the wall represent different diseases.
When the spiritual energy is not exhausted, these murals will pull people's bodies and consciousness into them.
Experience every symptom.
Only after going through countless difficulties can one walk out of the mural and become qualified to become the "Buddha".
"The body is a prison." A Thousand-Armed Buddha from Jiuxiang Temple once said this.
However, when you go deep.
At the same time, a strange look flashed across the eyes of the two people.
When he saw the second half of the mural, he actually saw a faint glow lingering around it.
The figure in the mural has a clear face. It is a square-faced man with a layer of dark red rashes on his body. The man is rolling on the ground in pain.
The two of them looked at the mural and could even hear faint screams.
Another moment passed.
The man in the mural fell to the ground, completely dead.
"The Eighteen Hells are still having some residual effects."
Mu Qin frowned. The man in the mural actually existed in real life. He had broken into this place long before the two of them.
He was sucked into the mural and experienced all kinds of human diseases. In the end, he couldn't bear it and died.
Mu Qin was a little surprised.
It seems that in some places in the later levels of the Eighteen Hells, the effects are still there.
This is both a good thing and a bad thing.
Every time you pass through one of the Eighteen Hells, you will break through one and gain a gift. Moreover, this physical prison does not require the consumption of spiritual energy. The key lies in the intention. For her, the loss is negligible.
The bad thing is that the next few prisons may not be so easy to escape from.
Mu Qin took a step forward without hesitation.
Sucked into the mural.
Li Changxiao remained where he was, his eyes filled with thought. After hesitating for a moment, he also stepped into the mural, and the scene in front of him changed.
When you open your eyes again.
He has arrived at a desolate land.
Various strange diseases attacked.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, offering no resistance and allowing the disease to consume him.
The first feeling was that my head felt heavy and my hands and feet gradually became cold.
This is the pre-disease stage.
Then, there were abdominal cramps, difficulty breathing in the chest, and a feeling of swallowing needles in the throat.
After that, chickenpox, pockmarks...all kinds of diseases emerged one after another.
However, Li Changxiao's expression remained unchanged.
He may be of mediocre talent.
But it cannot be said that his determination to practice Taoism is not strong.